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A dangerous way to live.

The forest was silent as the apex predators stalked through the woods. They were following a herd of moose. The twelve wolves guarded and maintained the area around there. They had to keep on the move constantly and always hunt for food when it was available. It was winter, and all of the animals in the forest were struggling. Out of the twelve wolves three of them were still pups, and one of the other wolves was a young adult.

A white she wolf with light blue eyes was keeping and eye on the three pups, which were trembling with cold and excitement. The white she wolf quietly stalked over to the pups and nudged each of them with her wet nose as if to tell them to be quiet. A light snow covered the ground, and it made the she wolf shiver in remembrance.

The pack passed a small open area with a stone overhang and watched as the moose settled down to eat. Today was a good day to hunt, for the herd of moose had many young. They were also cold and week, the summer had fattened them up but now they were hungry and desperate. A light grey she wolf with a scar under her right eyes looked at the white she wolf and signaled for her to keep and eye on the pups.

The pups were still young and they didn't yet know how to hunt. So the best thing for them to do was to keep hidden and away from the dangerous feet of the moose. The white wolf crept over to the pups.

"Stay over by this bush and don't move." She growled, "If you move or make any noise you will be hearing from me."

The three pups nodded in understanding and hid under a large bush. The lead female of the pack separated the pack into two groups. One group would attempt to bring down the moose, but if they failed they would drive the moose to the second group who would ambush the moose.

The odds were one to twelve and the moose would most likely not make it, but there were many wolves and there is only one moose to go around. It would be likely that they would have to hunt again to feed the whole pack.

The white she wolf lead a black she wolf, a light grey male wolf, and a grey and white she wolf to a large area of trees and lay down in the snow. In the clearing they herd snarls and cries of pain. There was a deep rumbling noise and the white she wolf saw the herd of moose running to the east. There were more snarls in the clearing, and a shake in the ground.

The first group had been successful in the hunt. The white she wolf got to her feet and stood on her hind legs to see what had happened. She couldn't see anything because of the trees. The white she wolf flicked her tail at the other wolves, and they got up from the snow.

The white she wolf lead the second group into the clearing to find a dead moose. To the right of the moose four wolves were huddled around a mound of fur.

"What happened to him?" The white she wolf asked padding up.

"Braz was taking down the moose when it hit him in his leg." The lead male informed her.

"We don't know how bad it is." The lead female growled.

The white she wolf pushed her way through the wolves and made her way to the small grey male wolf lying on his side. The wolf's leg was severed open and the ground was covered in bright red blood, and he whimpered pitifully. The she wolf licked the small wolf's bloody leg and he yowled in pain.

"We should get him to Cair Paravel." The she wolf said, "He won't last long out in the cold. Braz? Can you hear me? How bad does it feel?"

Braz moaned as the pups came out from under the bush. Their eyes filled with worry and fear.

"Where's the fire?" Braz joked. He knew he was hurt bad, but he didn't want the pups to fear for him.

"No, Flie." The lead male wolf growled, "We cannot risk moving him in the state he is. He should eat and rest while the rest of us go get help."

"That could take days," Flie pointed out, "Weeks. If we take him now he may have a chance at healing his leg, Ender." The lead wolf snarled and stepped forwards.

"Are you challenging me?" He snarled.

"Only for the life sake of a friend." Flie growled calmly.

Ender snarled and took a step forwards.

"I'm in charge of taking care of this pack!" He snarled, "Back off!"

The lead female stepped in between the furious male and the white she wolf.

"Stop, Ender!" She snarled, "You are not helping this situation right now! I say we let Flie take Braz to Cair Paravel and heal him there! He will have more of a chance. Flie, you take Braz and get him to the castle. Chaff you go with them and help Flie with Braz. Go now." The she wolf said before her mate could react.

Flie nodded and morphed into a lioness. She carefully pulled the injured wolf on her back and nodded to her sister.

"Be careful." She said before following Chaff into the forest.

Chaff lay down next to Braz and chewed up some rabbit for him. The three wolves had made it to the Shuddering woods, but they still had a way to go. The white she wolf lifted her head into the air and called to her brother. Sail lived with the kings and queens in Cair Paravel.

The bleeding in Braz's leg had stopped, but it was turning black from the cold and lack of fur around the wound. Flie kept her head in the air, howling for help. Braz whimpered in pain and Flie growled quietly to herself. Chaff had wrapped his body around the omega's body to keep him warm.

"Anything?" Chaff asked the white she wolf as she padded back.

"No." Flie growled, "If we don't get help soon Braz might die. We're to far from Cair Paravel to save his leg." Chaff nodded sadly.

"A storm is on its way." He concluded pointing his muzzle to the sky.

Above the thick trees and through the snow, the sky was turning dark grey with a certainty of a deadly blizzard. Flie growled quietly and turned back to the wounded wolf. She lowered her snow-covered head and licked his wound till it was clean, ignoring his cries of pain. Chaff watched in silence as Flie tended to her friend.

"Will he die?" Chaff asked slowly.

A young girl peered out of a window in a high room in a castle. The little girl sighed and looked at a bottle of potion in her hand.

"Lu?" There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" The little girl asked. An older boy with blonde hair stepped into the room.

"What are you doing up here, Lucy?" The boy asked, "Susan is looking for you."

"I'm keeping an eye out for Flie." Lucy informed the older boy, "When do you think she will come home, Peter?"

The older boy smiled and stepped next to his sister standing at the window.

"I don't know, Lu." Peter admitted, "Sail is wondering the same thing. We haven't gotten word from her this winter, yet. Life out there is tough." Peter said pointing towards the forest.

"But why can't she just stay here?" Lucy asked.

"Because then she would feel like she is cheating the Narnians." A new voice said.

A boy older then Peter stepped into the room. He had light blonde hair and amber eyes.

"Flie doesn't feel normal around anyone but who she thinks is her own kind." Sail said, "Living in a pack, and dealing with harsh things like winter is her way of feeling normal."

"But she has dealt with the winter for so many years now!" Lucy exclaimed, "Doesn't she want to be with you?"

Sail smiled and walked up to the window.

"Maybe you should go down and check with Susan now." Peter told his little sister. Lucy nodded and ran out of the room, finally feeling the cold chill her bones. The room seemed to chill as soon as Lucy left the room, and Sail stiffened.

"We haven't heard from her in weeks." Peter said bitterly, "Maybe we should-

"Sail." A new voice snarled.

Peter unsheathed his sword, but was thrown against the wall. Sail snarled and turned around.

"Eldraid."

A white she wolf shivered bitterly from the cold and shook off some snow from her silver pelt. In her mouth she held onto a large chunk of meat. She had just recently made a kill and she was carrying it back to a cave, piece by piece. She approached a stone cave and stepped out of the blizzard. The cave was warmer inside, but it had a dark feeling, and smelled of blood.

"Flie?" A voice called, "Is that you?"

"Yes, Chaff." Flie called back, setting down the meat.

"Is that for me?" Chaff asked looking at the meat. Flie nodded.

"I made a kill about a mile away." She said, "There is plenty for all of us. I am going back to fetch the rest of the kill now."

"You can't!" Chaff growled standing up, "The blizzard is far too dangerous to go back out now! You could get stranded!"

"That's a risk I'll have to take." Flie growled before turning and bolting out of the cave.

It didn't take her too long to find her kill again. Ravens were already tearing into the carcass of a small doe. The ravens scattered as the wolf approached.

"Our kill!" They cawed, "Our kill!" Flie's spirit rose as she listened to the talking ravens.

"Good friends!" Flie called, "I am in need of help, and I am willing to share!" The ravens cawed and rose to the sky.

"Friend!" They called, "Friend in need of help! Of help! Share! Share! One with sight! Sight! Give us food! Food! And away we fly! Fly! We will do, as you need! Need! Of help we give you! Help you! Help us!"

"Yes!" Flie called, "Help me, and I will help you! But first I need you to help me! Find my brother! His name is Sail! Tell him his sister needs help! If you do this for me, I will wait for you and let you feed!"

The ravens cawed in pleasure and raised to the sky, letting the wind ruffle their feathers. Flie sighed and lay down next to her kill. It was going to be a long night.

Sail rode on a horse next to Lucy and Eldraid. His face was set in a snarl. Eldraid just looked on, snidely. It was cold out, but they had been given word that Flie needed help. Above them cawed many ravens. Sail looked up to the sky. They had been traveling swiftly all through the night, and now they had finally reached the frozen waterfall at early morning.

Lucy looked dreary, but confident to reach Flie in time. The ravens cawed and flew down to fly next to the group. Peter and Orious looked up and pulled out their swords as the ravens flew next to Sail.

"Message!" They cawed, "Message! We bring a message! Message! Flie sends for help! Help! In the Shuddering Woods she lies! Lies! Near the place were injustice was done! Done! Your sister calls to you in vein! Vein! Hurry before she realizes what was done! Done!"

Sail snarled.

"Do you believe me yet?" Eldraid sneered.

"We have to hurry!" Sail snarled, "She is near the place were Nenna was murdered!"

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